Tongzhou, Baishi County.
The first famous city is Daliang.
The warm sun is rising at noon today. Although the wind is cold, the sun is shining on my body, and it is still very comfortable and pleasant.
The surrounding area is also peaceful, with a constant flow of pedestrians and a lively atmosphere.
Qiu Jin suddenly stopped his horse, with a solemn expression on his face, and looked to the north of the street.
"What's wrong? Why did you stop suddenly?"
Ye Yiran asked in confusion.
Ling Zhen, a young man in green robe riding a white horse, has a sullen face and sharp eyes.
Qing Pao Ke whispered five words: "A powerful enemy is coming."
After a while, within sight, a group of people walked over from a distance.
The leader was a young man wearing splendid robes. His appearance was quite mediocre, which was by no means surprising.
But his expression was extremely arrogant and arrogant.
The young master's mount is unusual.
It was actually a giant lion with snow-white fur and a huge torso!
When walking, the white lion struts with its head raised, majestic and domineering.
Behind the lion-riding young master, there were about twenty people.
Divided into three groups, separated by a certain distance from each other.
There were sixteen people in the first group, all wearing simple robes of the same color.
At the front of the queue is a middle-aged man, the tallest and thinnest, wearing a small silver crown.
There are two extremely long mustaches on his lips.
His eyes were quite sinister and extraordinary.
The second group consisted of three men.
One man has a bloated body, a round face, and a total of six swords hanging on his body.
A man was dressed as a Taoist priest, carrying a giant sword much larger than him.
One person was wearing coarse linen clothes, and his clothes were simple, but the sword he wore on his waist was colorful and extraordinarily brilliant.
There are five people in the third group.
One of them was bald and his beard was like a steel needle.
One person was extremely tall and tall, and his body was larger than the two people next to him put together.
One person was very short, less than half the height of the strong man next to him, and he was carrying a long fishing rod behind his back.
The man's two hands were made of fine iron, and a powerful black-haired falcon rested on his shoulders.
One person was wearing a bright red robe, his skin was as black as paint, and his hair was disheveled and unkempt.
Twenty-four people in total.
Just follow closely behind the snow-white lion, not daring to get ahead and not wanting to fall behind.
When pedestrians on the street saw the group of "strangers" approaching, they all panicked and fled in all directions.
The vendors along the street were like mice seeing an old cat, and they all hid obediently.
The originally lively street suddenly became empty, with no ordinary people left.
Suddenly a gust of chilly wind blew by.
The clouds cover the sun, and there is no warm sun in the sky.
Only the enemy is at hand!
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"Who is coming?"
Ling Zhen frowned and shouted, "Why are you blocking the road?!"
The young man riding the giant white lion raised his head and laughed, with a look of arrogance and arrogance on his face. He turned to look behind him and said, "Du Yinbai, tell him, who is this prince?"
The middle-aged man wearing a silver crown introduced loudly: "Our eldest son, His Royal Highness, is the only son of King Wu of Tongzhou. He is a noble member of the royal family. His surname is Zhou, and his last name is the word 'Jie'!"
When Ling Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, smiling.
"Prince"... I haven't heard this title for several months.
I miss it a little bit.
"Hey, do you have ears?"
Zhou Jie raised his chin and said arrogantly, "When you see my prince, why don't you kneel down quickly!"
Qiu Jin laughed dryly, with a very respectful tone, and said word for word: "I, kneel, you, mother, approve."
Ling Zhen laughed out loud.
Simple mouth - bad taste.
It often brings the ultimate enjoyment!
Prince Wu was startled.
This aristocratic child who has never been scolded a word in his more than 20 years of life was insulted like this for the first time today.
For a moment, it was difficult to react.
"Didn't you hear? Deaf? Then I'll say it again."
Qiu Jin repeated that sentence again.
This time the tone was particularly slow, and the tone of mockery and insult became even stronger.
At this time, the prince Zhou Jie completely came back to his senses and realized that he and his mother had been scolded. He was really angry. He gritted his teeth and shouted at the front: "Qiu, you are such a coward." Oh my god, do you even dare to scold me?!"
"The one I'm scolding is you, the son of a dog. A dog father and a dog mother gave birth to a son of a dog!"
When Qiu Jin said these words, he scolded both Zhou Jie's parents.
"Okay, you bastard...you are really not afraid of reincarnation!"
Zhou Jie was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.
"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Dog, you brought a bunch of guys here just to kill people. I don't even care about your father. Who do you think you are? If you want to do it, hurry up. Don't waste my time..."
After saying that, Qiu Jin lowered his head and said in a deep voice to the Lihen Lock on his neck: "Fei Ren, come out to work."
The green shadow flashed, and a tall scholar with a glowing green body stood on the ground out of thin air.
Qiu Jin pointed towards the opposite side and said "hey", "There are more than a dozen guys who specialize in Qi training there. It should be easier for you to deal with them."
When the middle-aged man with a mustache saw Fei Ren, he was startled and shouted in a trembling voice as if facing a formidable enemy: "Confucian...Confucian sage?!"
Zhou Jie, who was riding the white lion, frowned, turned his head and asked, "What Confucian sage?"
Du Yinbai pointed at Feiren with his finger and explained to his master: "His Royal Highness, he is the guy with the green light. He...he has great Confucian spirit, and he has obviously reached the level of a 'sage'!"
"Hey, is that green guy still a saint?"
Zhou Jie said with a sarcastic smile, "But aren't you also a saint? How could a Legalist saint be so shocked when he saw a Confucian saint?"
"Dharma Sage" Du Yinbai responded solemnly: "Your Majesty, I don't know. Confucianism has been weakening for thousands of years. Now that such a saint suddenly appears, I can't help but be shocked."
"Is he very powerful?"
Zhou Jie pursed his lips and asked lightly and calmly.
Du Yinbai shook his head and said frankly: "I don't know for sure, but judging from the aura emanating from his body, I'm afraid... it's extremely strong."
"Stop talking about being strong or not, I'm just asking you, can you beat him?"
Zhou Jie said impatiently.
"I don't know...but I will definitely try my best."
Du Yinbai said in a low voice.
Zhou Jie snorted disdainfully, "Thank you for carrying the title of saint. You can't even understand the strength of our enemies and ourselves. What a waste!"
Du Yinbai looked embarrassed.
Logically speaking, as a monk who specializes in Qi training, his ability to detect the enemy's Qi movement should be very sensitive.
It was precisely based on this that he deduced that Qiu Jin's fellow had arrived in Daliang City, and then suggested that the young prince lead a group of people to surround and kill the thief.
But when Du Yinbai faced the Confucian-looking Fei Ren, he felt terrified.
No matter what, I can't figure out whether the strength contained in his body is high or low...
At this time, a thought suddenly flashed through Dharma Saint's mind -
Could it be that the guy with the green light all over his body is so powerful that he can't even detect it himself? !
But Du Yinbai quickly rejected this exaggerated idea and comforted himself: "Don't worry about it. How can there be such aura in this world that I can't detect even when I'm face to face? It doesn't exist, it doesn't exist!"
As a descendant of the founder of Legalism, Du Yinbai was quite confident in his own abilities and would never allow himself to believe that such a thing existed in the world.
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A total of four people were surrounded and killed.
One man has a straight nose, dark green clothes, and a golden blade in his hand, which makes him look like a hero.
He has green eyes and red hair, pure white silk and satin, and a majestic body with green dragons all over his body.
One person wears a high crown and a long gown, and he has 90% of the world's majestic energy.
There was a handsome man in a green robe, holding a cherry red sword.
Looking at the four outstanding-looking men and women, who looked like immortals, Zhou Jie felt strong jealousy in his heart. He waved his right hand vigorously and shouted loudly: "Everyone come up together. Among the four in front, don't leave any breathing ones." Down!"
Following the order from Prince Wu, twenty-four strong men swarmed forward.
They all know one thing.
That is, just kill the few first-class "anti-thieves" in front.
no doubt.
It will definitely dominate Daliang City!
